Friday, October 4, 2013

Creepy and Lovin it

Here's a taste of the GOOD and EVIL in PURGATORY REIGN
I'm going to take this moment to reminisce over the creation of my most Evil Villian.

Gavin Steele from Purgatory Reign, which comes out in ebook February 2013 and print May 2013.

First, let me give you his Bio:

Gavin Steele is thirty years old, gorgeous, fit, blond, a billionaire owner of a multi-million dollar company that specializes in exotic metals, bio-genetics, drugs and uhum some other sordid dealings. He has a obsession with killing things slowly and slicing them up. Also, he's a loving older brother to Lucien who was created to do his bidding.

Note: this isn't the final edited excerpt from Purgatory Reign

Gavin knew
from experience he’d only have a short time to get his answer before the
greedy one would consume the spirit in which it hid and demand the
price. “The name of the one who can stop me, the one I should remove
from the equation,” he demanded from the psychic.

She
hissed, and her white pupils turned on
him. “Peter. Peter Saints.”

Her body jerked from side to side in an attempt to fight her way free of
an invisible force, but it was too late, the price would be paid. For
one moment, shock and fear laced her expression before she slumped to
the floor, permanently silenced.
He slipped his hands into his pocket, pulling out rubber gloves and a
knife that he calmly unfolded. For a brief moment he stared in space
while in thought.

“Peter. Peter Saints.” the sound of the name left a foul taste on his
tongue.

Shrugging off his jacket, he grinned. Messes, he hated to leave messes.
And tonight, like all the other nights, he’d clean it up.

PETER SAINTS is Sixteen years old, large for his age, has an attitude problem, and grew up in an orphanage.

Interview with Peter Describe where you sleep.

Sleep?
Man, who sleeps in an orphanage filled with kids who all got the stink
of a chip on their shoulder? But if you wanna know where I lay my head,
it’ll be a toss up between the hole in the cellar on a raggedy mattress
or in the converted pantry closet of the orphanage.

Where do you have a scar or birthmark? Describe circumstances surrounding your scars.

You
would ask me about it. The scar – or gift, Hanna told me it was. But
she put it there, right on the palm of my hand, as revenge I think – for
causing her death. I’m not talking about it anymore, cause it’s
something no one’s supposed to know about. Haven’t figured out why yet,
but it scared Pastor Finn to death when he saw it.

What is something you feel guilty about?

Guilt.
Now that’s a word I’m not wanting to hear. I got a lot of it, and it
all stems from the fact that I’ve caused the death of at least three
people I cared about. I don’t know why, but I’m cursed or something. And
even with the death of my parents, Hanna’s death, in my heart I know I
caused it.

Describe yourself sitting in your favorite spot.

In the cellar. I’m alone there. And me being alone is probably the safest thing for me or anyone around me.

What do you do to have fun?

Dancing
is my thing. I love to do it. I sneak out of the orphanage all the time
to go to the club, dance and joke around with the girls there. When I’m
not doing that, I like to tick off Pastor Finn so him and I can fight
it out, then he takes me on the back roads to drive his sports cars.
Don’t let that get out about him letting me drive his cars, the other
kids at the orphanage don’t know, and if they did, they’d probably start
ticking him off as much as I do.

What kind of girl would you fall for?

I
like my girl gorgeous with some fight in her. She can’t be a pushover,
but she’s got to love me – only me, cause I don’t share. Ever.